As The Heart Pleads

My heart has changed through a way of love I now choose to see the other unfortunately not always but most of the time as a close and respected brother   My heart has changed through a way of compassion I now see the trouble we share I sometimes question why people are hurt but for them I say a prayer   My heart has … Continue reading As The Heart Pleads

Willingness

In the middle of our season we wonder what and why We toil within our efforts not pleased with how we try Something could’ve been better than the way we gave our all The decision at the time was the only way we saw Regret and hurt is hanging over the head of human way We start to judge ourselves over the choice of yesterday … Continue reading Willingness

My Lord, My Friend

Rest assured when facing a trial that God is with you even while the people aren’t there when you need them most The one’s who’d promised would rather host their own importance Entertaining ego They never call or stop in They have reasons you know But God is there always and He knows all the pain that you’ve carried along as you’ve received their disdain … Continue reading My Lord, My Friend

Remember Me

When I saw you in the face of the man from the mountains, with his joy that you had provided, I was amazed by the simplicity of his view and why he was delighted. I was enjoying a breakfast and writing the words — a reflection of the surrounding days when he stopped and said, “I’m good, great and faaaaantastic!!” A simple man, elated by … Continue reading Remember Me

Semblance

A little crazed flirting with the images created and then some A little proud presenting to the world a beautiful image that is ugly A little too human for the righteous to consume No thank you given and no extended thoughts of empathy A little love but not much A little validation that which keeps number one number one A godly man of his own … Continue reading Semblance

Through The Thorn

I find myself walking away, pretty often these days, from the madness others create in my personal malaise. Sometimes, the ways of others pulls me down to a familiar land. A place where I once walked in ways I can no longer stand. They call me to come along with them; to embark in ways of old. They say, “for old times’ sake,” but misery … Continue reading Through The Thorn

Humbled By Sight

These hands: They are scarred and stained. They carry a number of memories. They’ve held a number of chains, and keys. They defend. They comfort. These feet: They have walked many miles. They have kicked the habits, the enemies to the curb, and they will walk until they cannot anymore. They are holding. This heart: Stressed, yet staunch. Bleeding. Loving through the hatred. Able, and … Continue reading Humbled By Sight